Inspired by Burns and a rose #poetry #Burns

Fallen Rose

A Red, Red Rose
By Robert Burns
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O my Luve’s like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve’s like the melodie
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.
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As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I:
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry:
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Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun:
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.
~~~
And fare thee well, my only Luve
And fare thee well, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile.
~~~

Inspired by a Rose

by L. Moon

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My love is like the rose

red are  her lips that speak

soft fragrance on her skin

I wish to breathe so deep

~

She is so fair my dear

her eyes they becoken me

deeper than blue sky

foamier than the sea

~

I cherish you  my heart

true to the end you’ll see

on one knee I did ask

loving devotion thou didst read

~

I bid thee now farewell

yet for a little while

It cannot be too long

my world wrapped up in your smile

Photograph: Fallen Rose L. Moon copyright 2012

If… Then… (One Shot Wednesday Poetry)

If…

I could look at the moon

in  her soft radiance

and hear her innermost thoughts

***

If…

I could stand before the sea

in  his raging energy

and feel his surging emotion

***

If…

I could embrace a new born child

in  her newness

and experience her innocent wonder

***

If…

I could ride on the winds

feel the undulation of the currents

and be suspended in time and space

***

Then…

for one fraction

of one moment

I may have a finite grasp

of what God

lives and breathes

each day

One Shot Wednesday is a time for poets to express themselves, to experience life, love, or reality through words. Please join us as we strive to inspire each other.

Photo by Ted Kerwin

Changing Tide (55 Flash Fiction)

They walked upon the changing tide

together all the way

up and downs of life

grew hard with each new day

today was high seas

tomorrow calm

tempestuous gray

light, breezy blue

feelings changed

time moved

bits grew tired ,

mean, hard to mend

the sand understanding and forgiving

became a kind-hearted friend

This is a Flash Fiction story. We write stories in 55 words for the Flash master G-Man aka Mr. Know-it-all.

Come join us for the fun and challenge.

Photo: “Ebb and Flow – SF Bay”  L. Moon